Bossy knows Davy Jones died, which most of you already know — especially those of you who are Unmarried to Bossy’s Unhusband.
Bossy also knows Davy Jones was the lead singer of The Monkees.
Bossy knows Davy Jones was the lead singer of The Monkees because every day in grade school, Bossy and her three girl friends would pretend they were the Monkees — except Bossy never got to be Davy Jones, because Bossy’s friend Lisa was the only one who could do the Davy Jones’ dance:
Pretending one was in The Monkees was akin to The Monkees themselves pretending they were The Beatles:
Recess after recess on the asphalt parking lot of her urban public school, Bossy assumed the role of her favorite Monkee, Mike Nesmith. Bossy was never sure Mike Nesmith’s primary purpose in the band, shy of sporting a wool hat and behaving as though he thought The Monkees were extremely Mickey Mouse, which suited Bossy just fine since it was an opinion shared by Bossy’s parents.
Bossy also knows that David Bowie was born Davy Jones but had to change his name because there already was a Davy Jones.
Just like Bossy knows that The Monkees had a reunion tour in the eighties, which Bossy and her then boyfriend attended, although they did so ironically.
But Bossy also knows that sitting there in the outdoor amphitheater watching The Monkees reunion, she decided that Peter Tork was actually quite sexy — which Bossy realizes has nothing to do with Mike Nesmith or Davy Jones.
And finally, Bossy knows Davy Jones was too young to go. We’re really sorry, Davy Jones. Bossy’s sure you were a very fine fella.
Mike Nesmith was my favorite too. I remember longing to be old enough to be his girlfriend. Like that would’ve been my only obstacle…
Oh, I worked through all of them, I was so cheap. But I settled on Mike Nesmith too. Davy was so cute he was too obvious – but I’m sorry he’s died. He was too young to go (though really? he didn’t look it any more…) (but then, nor do I).
HA! I always hear about celebrity deaths or arrests or other antics from my husband before I hear from any other source too. And Michael was always my favorite too, even if I didn’t get to see him in concert when he would not do the reunion tour. I respect that.
Well done! Best, Nik
I am not at all surprised to learn we had the same favorite Monkee. I always liked the smart ones.
Bye Davy. Sniff.
I remember the TV show, and the silly theme song: “We’re the young generation, and we’ve got something to say…” which back then was about love and compassion and paisley menswear. But today would be about iPhones and iTunes and other techno-flibbety with self-centered names.
Anyway, I thought Nesmith was smart to quit, and you kids will have to look up “Liquid Paper” and “correction fluid” and “typewriter” on your own. Just Google them. On your iPad.
Oh, and Davy Jones. A fine bloke. Condolences.
I was a kid when the Monkees were on, and I loved them. They were so full of stupid jokes and antics and fun. Mike was my favorite, though I thought Peter was cute too. They were like rock n roll with all of the grit and threat taken out…which was perfect when you were 8.
Sorry but the Monkeys eluded me completely…I said they were “Mickey”?
My friend did a college semester in London and Mickey was hanging there in the late 70’s, calling himself Mickey da-LENZ, accent on the last syllable. What a poseur, only Davy could be the REAL Englishman.
Whoa!! Where did Bossy find that picture of David Bowie? There’s the hottie in the group in Olivia’s opinion (the group of pictures in Bossy’s post, that is. Olivia knows he wasn’t in the Monkees group.)
What a fine, if slightly strange (which is why I love it) tribute. Well done, Bossy.
Sorry Davy Jones died, but I just fell in love with that photo of David Bowie.
Did you see Mike Nesmith’s elegant status update on Facebook about Davy Jones? He is the cool Monkee.
Monkees on playground? We were Charlie’s Angels! I was Kelly.
Peter Tork was always my favorite Monkee.
Well done,Bossy. Peter was my favorite. I read Stranger in a Strange Land because he was reading it. Fine Robert Heinlein book. Grok.
Davy was my cousin Patti’s favorite. We saw them in concert in Cincinnati after our freshman year of high school. Totally groovy, girls screaming their lungs out. Huge junket with grandmother and Patti’s mom and all told a car full.
Davy had a boutique in Grennwich Village in 68 that we visited while on a trip to see cousin who lived in Pennington NJ. Shop was called Zilch. All kinds of British Mod stuff.
But you forgot when he was on the Brady Bunch. Marcia, Marcia, Marcia.
Well, having immigrated from England in the late 60’s early 70’s, I may have or may not have told all of the kids in my neighborhood that I knew Davy Jones. Yes, I stuck to this story my entire childhood. I even remember telling someone he had dinner with my family. Shameful. That is how much I loved him.
R.I.P. Davy Jones.
Of course Mike Nesmith is the coolest! He’s a Texan.
Scott Wolcott has a Monkees sweatshirt that I coveted in the fourth grade.
Scott Wolcott HAD … though he may still have it.
I always used Davy Jones as an my example of how I DID NOT want my bangs to look.
I loved them all. Very sad to read of Davy’s death, and charmed to read about him on slate’s browbeat yesterday. (too lame to add the link, sorry).
I think the whole Monkees thing happened while I was sitting under a tree on the elementary school playground trying not to get hit by an errant ball because that would make me lose the place in the book I was reading.
Monkees aside, did anyone know that David Bowie has those crazy eyes because he was BASHED IN THE EYE by a jealous boyfriend back in his younger years? And he sustained the injury that resulted in a permanently dilated eye. And it changed the color. Weird.
I guess that’s what you get for trying to bone someone else’s girlfriend.
People did things ironically in the ’80s? I didn’t think irony was a thing until the early ’00s.
BOSSY was so hipster before there were hipsters!
*smooches*
My first thought upon hearing of the untimely demise of Davy Jones was “What will Marcia (Brady) do?”
Sad day for all, may he rest in peace.
I attended the same tour in the 80’s, but not ironically! My father surprised us with tickets (if you remember, the Monkees were on MTV then, so that’s why we cared), and there was even a Monkees guitar cake for my sister’s birthday. Squeeeeee.
My husband produced the interview segment with Mr. Jones for the Monkees’ Biography on A&E. He said he was simply the nicest guy, friendly and talkative. Sad.
Mickey was my favorite, by the way.
And oh, that photo of David Bowie is going to give me nice dreams tonight!!! xoxo
OMG! Upon hearing of Davy’s passing, the first thing I thought of were those days in the McCall’s schoolyard acting out the Monkees!!!! Boy, we are getting old. And I hate to say it, but – am I the only one who can’t stand David Bowie?